Bianca
Niko was pissed at me yesterday evening. I don't know what I was thinking whilst packing away my clothes. One minute, I was looking at the skimpy garments, thinking how typical of a man he was, and the next, I was trying that one particular red piece on.
I love red.
Not only because it suits my skin tone but because it's the colour of my blood.
Who doesn't love blood?
So there I was, dressed in this lingerie that he obviously brought because he wanted me to dress up in it for him, and I stared at myself long enough to pique my ego, who absolutely f*****g hates me.
Dirty skank, she had called me.Should put an end to your sorry existence now and for good,she had continued.
And guess where I f*****g was? Yeah, in his closet with all his guns.
I stood, feeling the silky babyd
